1. Trapped Under the Iron Sky

You may think I have given up,
but I'm struggling so hard to find a reason to live.
It eats my energy. I cannot move.
Tight in invisible chains.

My thoughts are smothered by wish to flee.
All I say is a silent prayer to break free.
There are iron bars across the sky.
Prison walls of three dimensions.

No use searching for the key,
‘cause there is no door to open.
Only solid wall, only torment within.
Torment is my everything.

Your every absent nightmare
is piled on my shoulders as a burden ultimate.
My reactions to you are dead,
but I'm screaming so loud inside my head.

Inertia moves within me.
I'm drowning in mocking sand of an Hourglass.
Distant whispers of sweet life from the Outside,
but I soberly watch myself die.


2. Lifeless

Silence makes a certain sound.
Darkness draws a certain picture.
Emptiness caresses my skin.
Lifeless is the taste on my tongue.

I'm too low to arise.
I'm too weak to gain strength.
I'm in too deep to be seen.
From nothingness new "life" springs.

Future is long ago wasted.
Past offers no hope.
Loveless is my share.
Aimless is my hate.

I'm too low to arise.
I'm too weak to gain strength.
I'm in too deep to be seen.
From nothingness new "life" springs.


3. Incognito

An invisible king.
Governor of the sordid ones.
Uniter of scum, their taboo.
One ugly consciousness.
He presents his children as your friends,
radiant and dictating they are.
Like Nazarene among the masses,
he distributes the fifteen minutes.

His form where he comes in is...
incognito... incognito... incognito...
He walks like a phantom.
Incognito... incognito... incognito...
Familiarly unfamiliar.
Incognito... incognito... incognito...
Gives you his mask destroying who you are.
Incognito... incognito... incognito...
His dead eyes behind the looking glass.

His laughter rings hollow.
Telling what your desires should be.
Replacing the secrets with lies.
Only empty shells remain.
What makes an idiot tick?
(What's the) difference between disgrace and glory?
No such thing as himself.
No such thing as yourself.


4. Forgotten

Hallowed ground I'll never walk upon.
Like a mute sound you just cannot hear.
Shallow your very being and shallow is your grave.
Into the deepest ocean I sink and thus burns my name.

Forgotten I lie in transcendental soil.
So drop your shovel. You'll never find this place.
Forgotten truth I speak beyond the scope of your ears.
So drop your gun now. You'll never hunt me down.

Nameless is my name, unseen my appearance,
unreachable my location, unquenchable my hunger.
I walk the endless road. I walk inside these four walls.
You can never find me ‘cause I'm just not there.

Hallowed ground I'll never walk upon.
Like a mute sound you just cannot hear.
Forgotten I lie in transcendental soil.
You can never find me ‘cause I'm not there.


5. Sideshow

"Hurry, Hurry!
Absolutely free!
Don't be shy, step right in.
We know what you want to see.

The carnival has come to your town.
See all wonders of the world!
While your kids ride the carousel,
you can see the sideshow.

Ignore the magicians,
and the aces up their sleeves.
This is for real,
human tragedy.

Visit the dark, crowded tent.
Behold the dark spectacle!
See the one exiled by God.
See the Devil's child.

Unfitting to society.
He violates convention.
Just look how pathetic!
He claims himself a human!

With the garbage we feed him,
he'll never feel peckish.
And when he throws a tantrum,
it is not for the squeamish!

Lock the cage properly!
There he shall stay,
while we others live like gypsies
travelling around 'n around."


6. Dance of the Phantoms

(Instrumental)


7. Can You Feel the Presence of Death

Open your eyes and understand
that the present is constantly drifting away,
Slipping through your weak fingers.
All you have is remembrance.
The world is dying, the world is dying
and killing everything within.
The whole fuckin' universe is growing colder.
The frost is lurking inside of you.

Galaxies stop spinning.
But the Clock keeps ticking forever on,
eating everything on Its path.
Only death is permanent.
As pawns in sadistic cosmic farce
our souls are born only to die.
Admit the driving force behind all actions
is fear, fear, fear!


8. Lazy

Luring are the feminine hands that caress me,
though they don't exist.
They keep me down in my bed.
They break my will. I don't want to move.
They make me lazy. These daemons of sweet kind,
so cruel, drain me of vitality completely.
Hours seem like minutes and another day is lost.
Giving up is the only pleasure.
I'm empty. I don't want to live.
I'm half-dead. Unable to live or to die.
I'm lazy. I don't want to take action.
I'm paralyzed. Unable to take action.
I'm lazy.


9. March Towards Hell

(Instrumental)


10. Dry Sound of Rusty Nothingness

Tarnished in love. Cleansed in rejection.
I find the old worn regret, take it from closet and dress myself.
Charred... Glittering black. Dry... No sound from these lips.
Blind... behind these eyes. Free... to be numb.

Just choose in between, from an oasis to another,
between pain or death... ...justice won't tell.
The most relevant mystery: Will they mourn or rejoice?
They must not be free. Tell me, how to incarcerate?

Dignity... Fear... Decrease... Grow inwards,
larger than dimensions. No escape from me.
Black tempered rusty irony, an armour of discomfort
forever worn, never out, out of mind, out of world...

...anywhere alchemy is practiced, turning gold back into ore.
No need to heal. It's time again to die though I'm already dead.
Forget rebirth, forget prisons.
...I'm dead, I'm dead... but it's okay to be.

This cloth is heavy, but no need to move,
anymore, ever again, ever was. Just don't choose anything.
Go on. Dream on. Shame on. Pass on. Pass the dream. Let the shame go,
go even further, until the point of pride... Vanish.

Bliss is dead but dreaming. Rather dead than awake.
My treasure, precious lids, never open, just float forever...
...A warm river turns cold on contact with air. With air the salt might erase a mind,
then no face makes expression. Salute it!...

...Just soft and blind before eyes. Don't tell me how you hurt,
I might defeat you, if I care to really try...
...Try nothing. Salute the humility,
and gain enormous power...

...Power to grab your shadow through obstacles as if we were apparition.
Never disappear completely. Never complete death nor rebirth...
...just forget. Someone always remembers something.
Choke... Evoke... This is not a joke... Never soak...

...Dry... Lungs implode. No scream is as loud as a silent one.
Act real emotions. Make them fear... ...Anyone.
Dry... ...Rusty irony.
...Erase...Erase...


11. Burden

(Instrumental)